Mama? Mama...
Who: Miata, [Open]
When: midday 45
Where: residental streets
What: Clarice is gone. Miata is in a panic.
Rating: Possible violence, emotional distress
( Mama! )
When: midday 45
Where: residental streets
What: Clarice is gone. Miata is in a panic.
Rating: Possible violence, emotional distress
( Mama! )
Hadn't this generation been told not to fight humans? Or at least take it out on others? She winced at the smaller Claymore, once in her sights. Clare waisted no time in withdrawing her sword and tossing her cloak behind her, brandishing as she did.
"Miata!" She called out, preparing herself. Certainly Vergil had more power than Miata, so this... this wouldn't have been much of a problem, would it? She hadn't seen her fight that one time in Rabona, "That's enough."
No, she would wait for no reply, the legendary impulsive Claymore, the former forty-seven would just break off in a launch at her, with her sword in both of her hands.
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The sounds of a struggle soon caught his attention. Prepared to wield his cutlass if things were dangerous--what he wouldn't have given for his pistol right now--he quickly made his way toward the scene. There were two people in the water, one of whom was familiar... Stephen had told him her name, hadn't he? Miata? What was this third woman doing with a sword, then? Surely she wasn't intending to kill a child?
"What's going on?" Jack asked, his voice unwavering.
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Mama...
Her world sharpened. The strong one. She could taste her scent in the back of her throat. Feel her rush towards here, as even another shouted. No words. Nothing to explain. Nothing to say. Miata's eye flashed, and she ducked, long hair floating in the chilled water. A near miss, a mere scratch, but it was a close one. Strong one...she was fast.
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Before he could carry on that train of thought, the world above him exploded in a flash of motion as someone else came out of nowhere. Monkey wrapped his fingers around his staff, trying to will himself to his feet at the same time. He didn't need to get caught up in this mess as well, his day had turned out bad enough as is.
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Even if it meant drastic measures, she still couldn't bare to leave one of her own rampaging like this, not since- no, it wasn't important. This would be a test of her personal strength, after all, her speed and senses. As predicted, Miata could dodge that, she could detect her coming with her yoki suppressed? No wonder they had sent her after Galatea. But it didn't matter, Clare's technique of Windcutter was still very fast, even down half of what it was.
Her favored sword strike was in many directions, a mere blur to the human eye, on the offense, to push Miata back. She isn't about to slow down or give any leeway to Miata, oh, no, not after the previous number four she fought.
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Instead of getting involved in this bout, Jack made a beeline for the man who also seemed to be caught in the middle of this. Help the stranger away from this mess, get him out of the danger.
"Come now, quickly," he muttered hurriedly, trying to help Monkey to his feet, "away from these two..."
He looked on all the while as the fight continued. How was he supposed to get in the middle of that?
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"Mama...mama...Mama..."
Blood against her cheek. A near miss on the eye. No matter. No matter. She had to push, but she could keep up. She could do this. Miata lept back, bent her knees-and with a violent push against the ground, attempted to headbutt the older woman in the ribs.
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"Hold on. Hold on. And get back in case this doesn't work."
Steadying himself with a deep breath, he planted his feet and took his staff in both hands, holding it level with the ground. A blue energy suddenly crackled up and down its length, and he waited until Miata was far enough away (and still enough) from Clare so the blast's shockwave wouldn't affect her as well. Once Miata was in position, Monkey fired the stun blast at the girl, sincerely hoping it would work.
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"Get out of here!" It was harsh and angry, not from her usual monotone and casual way of speaking on the phones, she just couldn't afford them getting caught in the cross.
Clare would continue to keep her away from them, catching Miata out of the corner of her eye, Clare flipped back, and once more heaving her sword in all directions to continue advancing with Windcutter.
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Eyes wide, Jack stared from the two women to the man he'd helped.
"I'll be damned."
What the hell was going on?
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And, it seemed, some form of plasma blaster.
Though Miata had been rushing at Clare, ready to meet the windcutter head on, the blast shunned her. She was, least to say, shocked.Her legs locked, and Miata fell onto her knees. Being unable to stand for those few seconds, she was nearly cut down by the windcutter. Only flattening herself saved Miata from grave injury.
That that she got away clean. She could feel the sting, as blood started to well up beyond her uniform, over the hidden scar tissue. The pain was horrible.
It just wasn't fair.
"M-mama..." Miata slowly got to her feet. Where her face was exposed, it was obvious she was crying. Even though her body was ready to fight, still armed with her sword, she was weeping.
"Mama is gone! I want mama back.I want her back!"
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"Kid..." he started, pausing to catch his breath for a moment. "I know you're worried about your mom, but trying to kill someone who offers to help you isn't going to do you any good."
And we're starting to fall over again. Apparently that blow hit him harder than he thought.
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"Leave. The both of you, I will not repeat myself." It was another firm gesture to the other two men, "My intention is not to kill you, but you have lashed out on innocent civilians. Have you forgotten the cardinal rule as a warrior?"
Of course, asking sense from her seemed... unfair. Trivial. Some warriors out there had a reputation for being unstable and poor Miata was one of them.
That broadsword was still in her hand, arched horizontally in one hand, Clare had let up only for a moment, seeing very well she had drawn blood. She had stopped out of sympathy, but well prepared to read Miata's movements at any given time, "Clarice is gone, but she isn't gone forever," Clare had gently chided finally, "You will see her again, Miata. Put away your sword now ( ... )
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Unlucky. He wasn't much of a peacekeeper.
"I'll get him to safety," Jack replied curtly, deliberately answering indirectly. Orders from a woman? Even one as inhumanly powerful as Clare? He was willing to make concessions in a strange case such as this, but he refused to let himself be ordered around. And as for the younger girl? He could tell from her manner of speech that Clare was a comrade of some sort--had Miata gone mad?
"Miss Miata, listen to reason," he called. "Cease this fighting at once."
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"Stop." She snarled it behind her teeth. She spun around to stare at Clare through her exposed eye. She wasn't shaking now. The men weren't worth her attention, attack wise. She could turn her back on them.
"Didn't forget. The smell...the smell is off. Was off..."
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"Lets just go. I can't stay on my feet for much longer."
And he's tuning most everything out now that isn't directed at him.
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